WINDSOR, Saturday, April 16th, 1864.
—My darling old boys came to tea in my room ; I having begged of Sir Thomas Biddulph unlimited eggs, etc., for them. Old Spencer was at S. George's. The little bit of home talk was very snug and refreshing, in spite of the serrement-de-coeur it gave me. I longed to tell them something of my wonderful secret ; but I could only hug them very much. I took them for a peep at the corridor ; they were in mortal dread of being caught by "Her Sacred Majesty" ; but no such thing happened.
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